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Helpless - Snowgoons |
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Woke up in the morning wife's griping and *****ing |
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There's no Similac for the baby no lights where we're living |
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No food in the fridge this the tightest position |
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I'm bout to lose my lid get my sights on a victim |
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My way and type of living this sh*t has to change |
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Shut the f**k up I ain't fit to be a sperm donor snatch your chain |
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F**k it sell crack coc*ine I'm telling you motherf**ker go rap for change |
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Alright look I got your point I want you to know |
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I'll be back in a couple hours it's under control |
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I run out of the door straight feeling lost as f**k |
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What the hell am I gonna do Steal an armored truck |
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I walk and strut aimless as I fix me a plan |
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Then I bump into Damon selling sixty a gram |
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As I think sticking him up ain't the wittiest scam |
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My gun clicks blam now I got his chips in my hand |
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I feel selfish think I'm gonna use my nine |
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I feel helpless think I'm gonna lose my mind |
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Nobody else is here to help me stabilize |
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I feel helpless even when I pray to God |
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Now I'm patting him down trying to get all he got |
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With no thought process of someone calling up SWAT |
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With no thought process that I'm on my own block |
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It's like no contest if I get caught up and locked |
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Stolen for gwap I need all the dough he had |
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As I'm searching through his jacket what a police badge |
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Now stop no way man he's a cop |
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My knees just lock I can't flee I freeze in shock |
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My Reeboks won't budge though I want em to move |
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My mind saying to my body f**k run out your shoes |
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Punching my tool I hear the sirens getting closer |
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Why'd I decide to ride with my toaster |
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Usually I'm cool and calm with my composure |
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Stupidly I lose my mind and say it's over it's over |
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I take a breath put my heater to my head |
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There's no escaping death |
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I sit down next to Damon put my gun to my head |
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Thinking to myself all it takes is one and I'm dead |
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And the someone just said "Stop freeze please don't do it " |
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I look up see cop cars and some DT Buicks |
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All I see is a sea of blue a bunch of guns drawn |
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With a man in a stance in his hands a bullhorn |
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"I'm Officer Crout wait let's talk this out " |
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I reply "What the f**k is there to talk about " |
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"There's plenty to talk about it's not as bad as you think " |
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You don't know the hank man you ain't my dad and my shrink |
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In a blink my anger shifts from me to them |
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He can see I won't feed into it and speak as friends |
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An evil grin comes to my face his eyes shocked |
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F**k it why not I'd rather lie inside a box |
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Take my nine aim it at them as time just stops |
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It's not a suicide man but suicide by the cops |
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